Lord, today, as I read my mother’s medical report,
my heart feels restless and anxious. She is carrying the pain of illness, while I am far away, unable to be by her side. I know that birth, aging, sickness, and death are part of the human journey, yet my heart still aches, and sorrow quietly fills me. Lord, I am like a weaver, carefully weaving the fabric of my life, when suddenly the thread breaks in the middle of my work, leaving me lost and unsure of the way forward. Please shine Your light and guide my mother, hold the pain she is enduring, and grant me a trusting heart, so I may place everything into Your loving hands. Amen.